This is not usually my style, but I felt as if I had no choice but to confess my feelings for you. I have been up for the last several days staring at my computer screen, thinking about what to say. Well I suppose I would be up anyway, as the current case I am working on is really time-consuming. But there is something even more unsettling that has been stirring in my heart ever since I learned of your existence.You are incredibly beautiful, intelligent, and talented. I openly wish to seek you and learn more about you, even though I lack the ability to understand the feeling known as love...Is this love that I feel? That remains to be seen. I do not know, and I cannot stand not knowing something that tugs at me so desperately. I need to know...And if my suspicions are correct, then...I do. I love you.
I wish to meet you and further discuss my feelings for you in person. As I’m sure you are aware, it is dangerous for me to come out of hiding with Kira still on the loose, but I am willing to risk my life if it means getting to see you...Regardless if you accept my offer or not, I must ask that you dispose of whatever devices you have that this letter has been sent too, including any and all mobile phones.
I look forward to hearing from you soon...
Love,
~L
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Written for @blackfeline-wastaken . I was unable to send the full letter from L to them because of tumblr’s dumb character limit, so here you go~
if ur still looking for prompts: can i get a modern au eremin argument? (but of course the bbs make up lmao) thanks in advance!
(This is so so so late ugh. Idk if you even remember sending me this prompt, but better late than never, right? )
It was late in the evening when Armin finally arrived home from work. Traffic was terrible as usual, and by the time Armin walked inside his house, the sun had set, and dark clouds covered the sky. Tired and exhausted, he threw his black loafers in the closet and worked on getting his tie off.
“Eren? Eren, I’m home!” Armin called into the seemingly empty halls of the house.A dog barked at the sound of Armin’s voice. A large, fluffy golden retriever bounded into the living room, panting happily. The dog ran over to Armin and jumped up on his hind legs, coating Armin’s face in a wet layer of puppy-dog kisses. Armin chuckled softly. “Down, boy…It’s good to see you too.” He murmured, the dog whimpering as Armin gently pushed him down.“Huh…? Oh, hey Armin,” Eren murmured as he came from the back while rubbing his eyes. He was wearing a green sweater and boxers. Eren’s messy brown hair hung in his face, and as he tried to rub the tiredness out of his eyes, his bangs kept getting in the way.
The blond rolled his eyes, “Sleep through the entire day again?” he inquired in a sarcastic tone while he finished getting his work clothes off. “Hush, I was tired. Besides…” Eren checked his watch, “It’s after 7. You’re usually home by 5…Long day at work, I’m guessing?” “Then you should sleep more,” Armin muttered, coming inside and walking past him to their room so he could change into something more comfortable, “And don’t even get me started on work today… Levi wouldn’t let me leave until everything was all filed away and the office was in tip-top shape. You know how he gets. On top of that, it was bumper to bumper on the way home, so a simple twenty minute drive turned into an hour of car horns and border-line road rage. One guy honked at me because my foot wasn’t on the gas pedal within a millisecond of the light turning green.”Eren snorted, “I would have given him the finger. Asshole.” he remarked.
Armin sighed impatiently, “Oh would you, Eren?” he remarked in a sarcastic tone.
The dense brunet sneered and continued, “Hell yeah, I would have. I wouldn’t take crap from anyone like that. Period.”
Armin changed into a white t-shirt and blue shorts and discarded his dirty work clothes in the hamper, “Eren, you can’t just solve your problems with rage and brute force. We’ve talked about this, remember?” “Who said anything about brute force? All I’m saying is that you need to hold your ground, and stop letting everyone walk all over you.”“I do not let everyone walk all over me!” Armin challenged, giving Eren a slight glare. “I can’t believe you just said that.”
Eren sighed, “Look. I’m sorry, but to some extent, you know it’s true. You’ve always been the type to try and please everyone, but doing so is unrealistic.”“I know that much Eren…” Armin huffed in irritation as he left the bedroom.
“Did you feed Comet?” the blond inquired as he watched their golden retriever curl up on one of the couches with a chew toy in his mouth. “Yeah, I fed him earlier.”
“Okay.”“Did you want me to heat something up for you to eat?” Eren offered. Armin shook his head, “No, I can do it myself. Thank you.” he murmured, then walked into the kitchen. Eren sighed and followed his husband, “Armin, I can tell that you’re upset…” “I’m not upset.” Armin replied as he pulled out a container of leftover rice and vegetables from the fridge.
“You’re pouting, Armin…” Eren challenged. “I’ve had a long day, and I have to go back to work tomorrow…” Armin sighed in frustration, “I just want to eat and relax while I still can.” “…All right.” Eren sighed in defeat and left the blond alone. Eren remained in the kitchen while Armin heated up his food and ate, and when Armin was finished, Eren gently took Armin by the wrist and led him to their bedroom. “Eren…?”“Come on, Armin. Let’s go lie down and rest. You need it.”
“But I still need to-”Eren shook his head, “It can all wait until tomorrow. I’ll get up with you and take care of everything so that you can just get changed and head off to work. I think you’ve worked enough today, so you deserve to lie down and rest.”
Armin curled up on top of their bed, and Eren joined him soon after. The blond snuggled closer to Eren, and Eren pulled his husband closer, gently wrapping his arms around him.
“I’m sorry for what I said earlier…” Eren murmured softly.“Sorry for what exactly…?” Armin replied. “You know…For showing my aggressive attitude…again. And for giving you a hard time after you came home from work…”Armin chuckled softly, and for the first time since he’d come home from work, he looked up at Eren and gave him a genuine smile, “Well you wouldn’t be my Eren if you weren’t fired up and looking for a fight every now and then.” he teased. Eren pouted, “And just what is that supposed to mean?” Armin leaned up and pecked Eren’s nose, “It’s okay…I love you, Eren.” “Mmnn…” Eren groaned, “Armin…”Armin snuggled into Eren’s chest with a content sigh, “Good night…”Eren sighed and pulled the covers over them both while they snuggled closer and got comfy.
All right, this is it! I finally finished my first No.6 fanfiction,and I wanted to share it with you guys. Please let me know how I did, and if you like it, I'll try to write more!
This is NezuShi, and it is sfw. Really fluffy, too. Hope you like it!
Title: Nezumi's Hair
Summary: Alternate ending to episode 5 after Nezumi faints on stage. Nezumi contemplates on how much he's changed in the short time he's known Shion. Shion insists that Nezumi brushes his hair since it's a total mess. Over that simple action, feelings unintentionally come out.
Told from Nezumi's perspective. Italicizes are Nezumi's thoughts.
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“Just who the hell is this kid?”
Shion was still there in front of me, talking slowly and softly as if he were about to cry. He had already taken his hand away from my neck, but I could still feel his warm touch.
That alone was enough to terrify me.
“Nezumi, there are...many things that I don’t understand, but there’s…”
I gulped. How could I have been so careless? Was Dogkeeper right? Have I really changed...because of Shion?
“Nothing scares me more than the thought of losing you. That is a fact. You’re the one person I couldn’t bear to lose…”
Shion’s words became an echo that swirled around in my mind. I didn’t know what to make of it. He kept staring at me, his lips moving while he continued talking. But I couldn’t hear anything anymore.
This wasn’t like me at all. If there was one thing I had learned from living on my own for so long, it was to never trust anyone, especially those who tried to get close to you. But Shion had made it seemed so easy to reach out to me even though I constantly pushed him away. But why did he keep trying? Why hadn’t he given up on me yet?
“You’re in denial of your own feelings, Nezumi.”
I gasped, and suddenly, everything snapped back to reality. Shion blinked his red eyes a few times, cocking his head.
“Nezumi? Is everything alright?”
Shutting my eyes, I looked down and turned my body away from him. I couldn’t bring myself to look him in the eyes.
“Nezumi…?”
“What?” I cringed.
“Shit, that came out way harsher than I intended. Damn it, Nezumi. You’re a fucking idiot.”
I heard footsteps from behind, and as I turned my head to look, Shion was there, reaching to my neck with his hand. Startled, I turned around and glared at him.
“What the hell do you think you’re doi-” I began angrily, though in my abruptness, I tripped and fell backwards onto the mattress. I hit my elbow on the banister, to which I cursed, and stared back up at him. Shion said nothing and sat down by my side. He appeared unfazed, which only served to confuse me even more.
“Shion-!”
“You know,” Shion began, his words soft spoken and gentle, “You really shouldn’t sleep with your hair up like this all of the time. If you leave it down, you’ll have less knots to deal with in the morning.”
My mouth gaped. “ What the hell are you talking about?”
“Like this I mean!” Once again, Shion reached for me, but this time I grabbed him by the wrist.
“Stop it!”
“Nezumi, I’m just trying to help! Just let me show you!” Shion insisted.
“I said no, Shion!”
But Shion wasn’t about to give in that easily. Using his weight, he forced himself on top of me, breaking my grasp. I grunted as the air was knocked out of me, and while I was off-guard, Shion pulled at the band that had held my hair together in a messy bun. My blue strands fell free as the band came off, the tips gently resting on the back of my shoulders.
“There...Doesn’t that feel much better?”
“...”
I gave Shion a small glance, my expression softer. For some reason, I couldn’t find myself to be angry with him anymore.
Shion offered me a smile. His short, white hair was messy from wrestling around with me, though he looked oddly cute. Feeling the blood rush to my cheeks, I snorted and turned my head once more.
My heart was pounding.
“Get a grip, Nezumi…” I thought weakly.
I felt something touch my hair, Shion probably, but I didn’t care. I thought I knew everything about the world, but in a few short days, Shion had turned everything I supposedly knew on its head. I didn’t know what was what anymore, and that was enough to make me uneasy.
“Hey Nezumi? Do you have a brush lying around here somew- Oh, there’s one!”
Shion walked across the room and picked up the brush I discarded onto the coffee table while getting ready for the play. When he returned, he gently took a handful of my hair and started brushing through the tangles.
“Does it hurt? I can slow down if you need me to.”
“It’s fine.” I managed to say.
With a slight nod of his head, Shion continued brushing my hair. He took care in making sure that he didn’t accidentally hurt me and worked diligently at each knot until the brush combed smoothly through it.
“Your hair is really soft and pretty, but you sure have a lot of rat’s nests. That’s kinda ironic, huh Nezumi?” Shion giggled.
I snorted, cracking a small smile. “Oh, you think that’s funny, huh?”
“Y-Yeah, sorry. And hey...I’m sorry about earlier, too.”
“Sorry?” I questioned. “Sorry for what?”
“For scaring you. I didn’t mean to make you jump. I was only trying to help, but I know I can be a bit pushy sometimes.”
“Y-You didn’t scare me!” I defended.
Shion stared blankly at me. “As if.” he replied sarcastically.
“I wasn’t scared! Honest!.”
“It’s all right, Nezumi,” Shion murmured as he moved on to the back of my head. “You don’t have to hide your feelings from me anymore. I know you said that you don’t trust me, but if that’s true, then you’re doing a really shitty job of it.”
My mouth opened to retort, but his words sucked out every mean and cynical remark I wanted to say to him. Frustrated, I gripped the edge of the bed with both hands and tightened my fingers around the cold metal.
Shion said nothing more to me as he finished up, and once he was done, he put the brush back down on the table and sighed. He stood facing away from me, and he stood that way for quite some time, saying nothing.
I relaxed my muscles and got up. Before I could make any step toward him, however, Shion turned around to face me, tears welling up in his eyes.
“Shion-”
“Enough!” He cried. “For once, I’m going to talk, and you’re going to listen, you got that?”
I merely stared at him, shocked by his outburst. When I said nothing in return, Shion took my startled silence as an indication to keep going.
“Ever since I came to the West Block, you’ve belittled me, insulted me, and pushed me away. And that’s fine. I get it. You’re afraid to open yourself up to people because you don’t want to get to attached. But what’s not fine is when your actions start contradicting each other so much where it gets to the point that I don’t even know how you truly feel about me. Nezumi...do you...do you really hate me that much?”
At those words, my heart broke.
“Shion thinks...he thinks that I hate him and that I never cared about him. Oh Shion…”
By the time Shion had finished, the white-haired teen was crying. My heart sank to my stomach, and I felt absolutely hollow inside. Before I had a chance to process through everything, Shion ran to me, hugging me tightly. He hid his face from me, but with every choke, I could hear him whimper, his shoulders sagging.
“What have I done to you…?”
“Go ahead and talk!” Shion cried through his tears. “Yell at me! Tell me I’m delusional, an idiot! Why aren’t you doing it already?!”
“Deja vu…” I recall, humorlessly.
“Nezumi-!”
“You stupid moron.”
Shion looked up almost immediately, tears still streaming down either side of his face.
“You haven’t changed a bit, have you, Shion?” I teased lightly, smiling down at him. I brushed the bangs out of his face so that I could get a better look of him.
“Nezumi, this isn’t funny! I’m serious!”
I rolled my eyes. “What else is new?”
Shion pouted, glaring angrily at me. “I’m not that serious.”
“The hell you aren’t.”
Shion still glared at me, but I didn’t care. Ignoring his protests, I cupped his cheek, gently stroking over the mark that lingered there from the day I almost lost Shion.
“My Shion.”
“Nezumi…?”
Leaning up, I silenced whatever words were about to come out of his mouth with a kiss. His lips were so soft compared to mine, and in that one kiss, I conveyed all of my feelings into him, hoping Shion would understand. Shion didn’t struggle or fight against me, and eventually, his body relaxed at my touch as he returned the gesture.
The kiss only lasted for a few seconds, but once I pulled away from him, Shion was still in a daze.
“Nezumi…”
I chuckled. “Shion...Sleep with me tonight, okay?”
Shion nodded, his eyes drooping from exhaustion. “M’kay…”
“All of that crying really wore him out.” I thought softly to myself as I gently pulled Shion into bed with me.
“Shion, are you warm enough?”
Shion nodded again. “Yeah...I’m fine.” He murmured softly, burying his head in my chest.
“I’m glad…” I murmured in return, covering both of us with a blanket. Shion snuggled against me, having found warmth, and let out a soft sigh once he was comfortable.
As I closed my eyes to sleep, too, I again felt those soft hands touching my hair. It felt nice, so I didn’t complain. I was too tired and comfortable to argue with Shion anymore that night anyway.
The stroking stopped after a few minutes, and at that moment, Shion’s hand rested on my neck. He had fallen asleep.
“Damn it, I let you do it again.” I mused, nuzzling his hand with my cheek.
Shion snored softly, which made me giggle. I covered him up with another blanket and sighed softly.
“Oh Shion…” I whispered. “If there’s one thing I know, it’s that I could never hate you. Never...And as long as you’re by my side, I will protect you with my life...”
Eren and Armin coffee shop AU where like Armin gets startled by how bright Eren's eyes are and he drops his coffee and gets all flustered?
“I’ll have a tall vanilla latte, please, oh, and Armin? Did you want anything?”
Armin looked up at Eren and blushed.
“Um…No, that’s okay. Thank you, though.”
“Oh, come on,” Eren replied as he put an arm around him. “You’re absolutely cold. I think you should at least have a cup of coffee or something before we have to go back outside.”
Sure enough, it was a blizzard outside the window. Snowfall was reaching a record high for the week. Eren’s and Armin’s classes had been cancelled for the day, so the two friends decided to spend the time catching up on homework while warming up in their local café.
Yes, loved. Whether it was a shame or not in their society, Armin had deep romantic feelings for Eren. It was bad enough that they were best friends, but the fact that Eren was male worried Armin deeply.
What if he doesn’t feel the same? What if he’s straight? Before that, what if he thinks I’m weird? What if he makes fun of me for being gay and stops being friends with me? What if he tells everyone about me and joins them as they point and laugh at me?
Armin sighed as the perpetual, internal struggle continued within his mind. He barely noticed as Eren gently nudged him again.
“Armin, you okay?”
Armin blinked and snapped out of his inner thoughts.
“Y-Yeah…Sorry about that.”
Eren smiled.
"It’s all right. I ordered you a coffee with a lot of cream and sugar, just the way you like it. I hope that’s all right.”
“It’s perfect, thank you,” Armin smiled back at him.
“You’re the best, Eren. I appreciate it. I really do.”
Eren only waved it off, though Armin could have sworn that the brunette tried to hide a faint but visible blush.
“Don’t mention it.”
Once their drinks were ready, Eren paid the bill and handed Armin his coffee before taking his own. The pair then made their way to a vacant seat near the front of the shop next to the window.
“So Armin. Are you feeling okay?”
“Huh? Yeah, of course. Why wouldn’t I be okay?”
“Well for starters, you won’t even look at me. You’ve been like that for a while now. I’m just worried about you, that’s all.”
Armin’s bangs hung in front of his face. He glanced up at Eren slowly. That was when he noticed the beautiful emerald eyes staring at him almost lovingly. They were close enough to where Armin could pick out each individual shade of green in Eren’s shining orbs. When Armin realized he was also staring, he blushed heavily. His hands started to shake, as they always did when he became nervous.
Coffee began pouring off of the table and onto the floor in a slow, but steady flow of brown liquid. Luckily, the cup was styrofoam, but that didn’t change the fact that Armin’s face was even redder (if such a thing were even possible).
“Oh my God, Oh my God. I’m so sorry Eren! I’m so sorry!” He apologized as he started to frantically clean up the mess.
Eren was silent for a moment, but then as if out of nowhere, he started to laugh.
“Oh Armin, it’s all right. Besides, you didn’t even get any on me,”
Moving closer to him, Eren brushed a lock of blonde hair out of Armin’s face and cupped his cheek.
“You’re so adorable, you know that?”
“A-Adorable? I-I’m clumsy, not adorable!” Armin protested.
“Yes, but I find your clumsiness absolutely adorable. I guess,” Eren sighed as he leaned in closer.
“It’s one of the many reasons why I fell in love you.”
Even with wet coffee still dripping onto the ground, Eren ignored the spill and pulled Armin in closer , for the blonde was too shocked to even move. Hesitatingly, Eren decided to continue before Armin freaked out entirely. After having come this far, he wasn’t about to give up. Eren lifted Armin’s chin to his and placed a soft but chaste kiss on his lips. The blonde’s eyes widened, though they soon closed as he returned the kiss. Eren gained more confidence as Armin wrapped his arms around his neck, so after they parted, Eren gave him another kiss, this time a longer, more passionate kiss. Armin tasted like warm coffee and fresh mint, a taste Eren would grow to love in the years to come.
“I love you too, Eren.”
((Gomen, this is so late ;A; I’ve been busy with college and didn’t have much motivation to write, but I managed to finish this one. This is the last one I have, but feel free to keep sending me Eremin prompts. I love doing these~!
Eremin prompt: a modern day Highshcool AU where they go out on their first date.
Stop making such a fuss about things.
Armin sighed as he walked through those familiar halls of his high school. His usual tormentors were there, but for some reason, they weren’t trying to trip or tease him like they usually did. Instead, they were muttering back and forth to each other while occasionally staring at Armin and pointing.
It wasn’t hard to guess why that was so. As Armin was walking down the hall, Eren, his best friend and now boyfriend, was beside him, gently holding his hand. Armin blushed heavily, but he didn’t object. With Eren around, he felt a lot safer.
I wonder if he noticed what’s going on. God this is so embarrassing, but why should I feel embarrassed walking down the hall holding hands with someone I love?
“Hey Armin? You okay?”
Shaking his head to rid himself of his thoughts, Armin nodded and turned to his boyfriend.
“Y-Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about something.”
Eren blinked.
“Thinking about what?” He asked, then paused to smile.
“Thinking about what will happen when I take you out tonight? Are you nervous, Armin?”
Armin shook his head but blushed heavily.
“I um…N-No, I’m not nervous…I-”
Eren cut him off by gently pulling Armin off to the side and kissed him passionately while holding him against a locker. Armin nearly dropped all of the books he was holding in his hand as Eren began to deepen the kiss. Sighing softly, Armin allowed his eyelids to close as he kissed Eren back, trying to drone out the giggling voices from the girls that walked passed and saw. Eren was really gentle and loving about the kiss as he gently cupped Armin’s face with a free hand. When they both pulled away, both males had a light blush upon their cheeks.
“Ready to head home, Armin…?” Eren whispered soothingly as he brushed a strand of Armin’s golden locks behind his ear.
Armin nodded and smiled.
“Yeah…I’m ready…”
“Good. Go home and get ready. I’ll come over around eight. “
And after they parted to head home, Armin couldn’t keep his heartbeat under control. He wondered what Eren had in mind, for Armin had never gone on a date with anyone before. When he arrived at his house, Armin hurriedly did his homework so that he could take a shower. While standing underneath the warm, soothing water, Armin sighed.
To think that this is actually happening…I’m a little scared, but I’m also really excited about it,too. I can’t wait to see what Eren has planned.
Quickly, Armin dried and brushed his hair before changing into a pair of jeans and a long sleeved shirt. It wasn’t too casual, but it also wasn’t too formal either.
That way…With whatever Eren has arranged, I think I’ll look fine.
It was just about to turn eight when Armin heard a small knock at the door. That feeling of nervousness and apprehension returned as Armin reached for the door with shaky hands. Eren was there when the door was pulled open, a beautiful red rose in his hand. Smiling, Eren took Armin’s hand and leaned down to kiss him. Armin blushed into the kiss and held him tightly.
“Are you ready to go, Armin…?” Eren murmured softly as he planted another soft kiss on the blonde’s forehead.
“Y-Yeah..I’m ready…,” Armin replied back just as softly, a small smile on his face.
“W-Where are we going, anyway?” He asked, curious.
A slight grin formed on Eren’s face.
“Oh, you’ll see soon enough.” Was all the teasing brunette said in reply.
Armin sighed but went along with it anyway. Gently, Eren pulled Armin by the hand.
“Well, come on already. Let’s go!”
“C-Coming!”
Eren took Armin down the block, their hands still entwined with one another as they walked down the block. They walked for some time before Eren took Armin down another street that led all the way to his own home.
Wait…Why are we going to Eren’s place? I thought we were going out. I wonder what Eren’s up to this time.
“You’re probably wondering why I brought you here.” Eren murmured quietly as he held the door open for Armin to enter.
“K-Kind of…” Armin whispered back.
When Armin looked around, he noticed that the house was empty and completely unlit except for a dim candlelight that was lit on the coffee table in the living room. On it was also some snacks and other food, drinks, and a few sets of dvds. Eren gently took Armin to the living room where they sat on some blankets that were sprawled out onto the floor.
“You see,” Eren began softly as he placed a kiss on Armin’s cheek.
“At first, I was going to take you out to a restaurant or maybe the park or something, but at the last minute, I ditched those ideas. They were far too cliché to begin with anyway. And finally, I decided that all I wanted was to spend the night telling you how much I love you all while caressing your beautiful, smooth form underneath my hands. I just…,”
Eren sighed and snuggled up to him. He pulled Armin into a soft hug, gently wrapping his strong arms around the blonde’s body. Armin blushed and leaned into the hug. Carefully, Eren pulled a soft comforter over them and kissed Armin softly on the lips.
Eremin- Armin gets his blinded while cutting Eren out of his titan body (from the steam). Eren thinks it's his fault so he religiously takes care of Armin, guiding him everywhere and sleeping with him every night.
“Eren…” Armin murmured softly as he felt a strong, but gentle hand grasp his own, pulling him closer to the other beside him.
“Be careful, Armin,” Eren softly replied back.
“You were almost hit by a horse running by. It’s all right now, though. You’re safe.”
Eren smiled softly at the blonde, but it soon faded as he looked into the stained bandages that were now Armin’s eyes. A pang of guilt stuck Eren in the chest. He missed being able to see those beautiful cerulean eyes that belonged to the most important person in the world to him, and Eren only had himself to blame.
It was a freak accident- a simple operation gone totally wrong. Now, there was nothing Eren could do to take it back. Armin had lost his sight because Eren couldn’t control his titan body, and the steam that resulted from Armin’s desperate attempt to separate Eren from the titan blinded him. After hearing that Armin’s blindness could be permanent, Eren never left his friend’s side. Armin might have been handicapped because of what Eren had done, but Eren vowed to spend the rest of his life making it up to him.
“Eren…? Eren…? Eren…!”
Eren snapped out of his thoughts and turned to the blonde next to him.
“Huh…?
Armin smiled softly at him. He giggled as he took a strand of his blonde hair and placed it behind his ear.
“You spaced out for a while, and I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.”
With a sigh, Eren nodded, though he remembered that Armin could not see him.
“I-I’m fine, Armin…”
“You don’t sound fine to me.”
Eren bit his lip, his tears starting to return.
“C-Come on,” Eren said as he took Armin by the hand once more in a desperate attempt to change the subject.
“It’s getting late, and we should get back to our room and rest.”
Like every night since that happened, Eren slept by Armin’s side every night. Each night, the brunette would wait for him to fall into a gentle sleep before tucking him in with his blankets and placing a gentle kiss on his forehead.
“Good night, Armin…” Eren murmured softly as Armin yawned.
Armin smiled.
“Good night, Eren. Sweet dreams…”
Eren couldn’t help but give Armin a soft hug before stepping back to change real quick. Once he had finished, Eren bent back down and sat by Armin’s bedside once more. Eventually, the blonde’s breathing had slowed quite a bit, his chest rising up and down in a gentle, rhythmic motion. With a sad smile, Eren wiped the fallen tears from his eyes and softly kissed Armin on the lips.
“I love you, Armin, and I’ll always protect you with my life. I’ll never leave your side…not ever…”
Eren wished Armin could have heard what he had told him, but it was too late. Armin had already fallen asleep.
